Yang Hua didn't pay attention to what was happening in the capital, so naturally she didn't know who Doctor Feng was.
She didn't care about what Old Mrs. Duan said. .
As for medical skills...
Yanghua only trusts Meng Fu.
If even Meng Fu in the world can't cure Yang Lai's legs, then really no one can cure it.
Yang Hua's voice came suddenly. When Old Lady Duan came in, she knew that Meng Fu, Yang Lai and others were not in the room, so she dared to come in. Her body stiffened when she heard this.
When I turned around, I saw Meng Fu standing against the door.
Not only Meng Fu, but also Yang Lai and Yang Zhaolin were there.
Meng Fu leaned against the door frame. After hearing Yang Hua's words, she waved at Yang Hua and looked at Old Lady Duan with a smile. She said in a leisurely voice, "It's not bad."
Her pair of peach blossom eyes always seem to be covered with mist, so beautiful.
...
...
Just by looking at her, Old Mrs. Duan felt a chill on her back for some reason.
Old Madam Duan didn't dare to look at her, and only focused her eyes on Yang Lai, "I..."
Yang Lai was sitting in a wheelchair. He interrupted Madam Duan and said coldly, "Madam Duan, you don't need to care about my affairs. Yang Jiu, please ask Madam Duan to leave."
Yang Jiu came out directly from behind the crowd.
He also watched the video and knew that Old Lady Duan didn't even look at Madam Yang. He just grabbed Old Lady Duan by the collar and dragged her out.
Old Mrs. Duan has been dignified all her life. Everyone who sees her has to show the utmost respect. She has never been treated like this before.
"Yang Lai, I know I have wronged Yi Zhen and Meng Fu, but I am doing this for your own good..." She looked at Yang Lai, who was sitting in a wheelchair with a cold expression, and was furious.
"You're joking," Yang Lai looked up, his eyes cold, "You saw the He family the night before yesterday, right? That's why you didn't interact with me in the past two days, and even cut off the funding chain with Yang's. The last thing you should have done was to take Yi Zhen's lucky bag and see Yi Zhen..." Yang Lai closed his eyes, "and then drove away directly after seeing her being thrown down."
"Madam Duan, are you really doing this for my own good?"
Mrs. Duan's usually confident face was also startled.
he……
I actually knew it.
No one knows her son better than her. Madam Yang is his last weak spot. "Yang Lai, do you really want to be enemies with the Duan family for them? Do you know what you are doing? Without the Duan family, you..."
Yang Jiu looked at Old Lady Duan with disgust, carried her directly to the corridor, and then closed the door of the ward.
The sound stopped abruptly.
No one in the room mentioned Old Mrs. Duan again.
Meng Fu walked over to Madam Yang and looked through her medical records.
Yang Lai's expression didn't change significantly.
Even though he had heard the three words "Feng Shen Yi" before.
Yang Hua glanced at Meng Fu.
Meng Fu naturally felt Yang Hua's gaze, and she knew what Yang Hua wanted to say.
In fact, Meng Fu has been studying Yang Lai's legs since last year, including asking Qiao Le to help Yang Lai with reconstruction some time ago, until the last time she asked Xu Mohuai to take her things back.
Meng Fucai formulated the rules for Yang Lai's treatment.
Yang Lai should have received his first medical treatment recently, but it was delayed because of Mrs. Yang's matter.
Thinking of this, Meng Fu closed the case, tilted her head to look at Yang Lai, and smiled, "Uncle, I actually know a little bit of medical skills. Why don't I help you check your legs from today? I'm definitely not inferior to that Feng Shen Doctor. I'm going to record the next variety show soon."
Yang Lai was listening to Yang Zhaolin and Yang Hua talking. When he heard Meng Fu's words, he tilted his head and was stunned for a moment.
Yang Zhaolin, who was talking to Yang Hua, also looked at Meng Fu.
He remembered that Madam Yang had told him that Meng Fu was interning at the hospital. Yang Lai had also watched a little bit of it. He didn't pay attention to variety shows, so he only watched the part where Meng Fu wore the jewelry he gave her.
Yang Jiu was stunned: "Miss Afu, Mr.'s legs..."
Yang Lai didn't mind it too much. He interrupted Yang Jiu and smiled at Meng Fu, "Okay, then you treat me."
Anyway, this is the worst that can happen to his legs.
Meng Fu is not a person who does things recklessly.
Yang Jiu: “…”
The fake eldest daughter of the Yang family, Yang Liufang, and the real eldest daughter of the Yang family, Meng Fu.
Meng Fu looked at Yang Lai's expression and knew that he didn't take it seriously. She didn't care, "It's better to do it today than to wait for a day."
**
evening.
Meng Fu returned to Jianghe Villa.
No one sent her off today. Su Di went to the Security Bureau to look for someone. No one knew what Su Cheng was busy with these past two days. Meng Fu drove her own car and parked it casually in the parking space.
There are no parking spaces for Shengyu’s dormitory. The few parking spaces at the back were purchased by Su Cheng later.
By the way, I also bought Shengyu’s dormitory.
Meng Fu parked the car and noticed the car in the next parking space as soon as she got out.
The modified sports car had good functions. Meng Fu guessed that the owner might be a racing car expert, so she looked away.
I went straight into the elevator back to room 1601. There was an antique box on the table in the room.
Meng Fu stood beside the table, looked at the box for a while, then reached out and opened it.
In the box was a brocade tapestry of a picture of a girl playing with plum blossoms, on which were neatly arranged 32 golden needles of different lengths.
Meng Fu lowered her eyebrows and looked at the golden needles, lost in thought.
The phone in her pocket rang, interrupting Meng Fu's imagination. She took out her phone and it was Gao Dun, "Teacher."
"Well," Galton was flipping through the documents, his blue eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you participating in the space propulsion?"
Meng Fu picked up the silver needle and said with a lack of interest: "Yes."
"The algorithm you gave me yesterday was also from engineering?" Galton asked again.
Meng Fu smiled and leaned against the table. "No, teacher, if you ask me again, I will reveal the secrets."
Galton paused for a moment, then coughed slightly, "Okay, I'll take a look at any questions you have."
After Galton hung up the phone, he still looked at the algorithm on the computer, feeling that something was wrong. He was nearly 50 years old and had taken over countless large projects. Although this algorithm was that of aerospace propulsion systems, Galton always felt that it seemed a bit advanced.
This way.
Meng Fu was anxious to go to Yang's house.
The underground garage is large, cool and dimly lit.
Meng Fu casually put on a mask and went to look for a car.
She casually glanced at the car next door, but was stunned by what she saw.
Next to the luxury sports car, a man fainted by the door. His upper body was leaning against the door, and his lower body was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed. Even from a distance, Meng Fu could feel the surging energy blade.
This man is not far from death.
Meng Fu glanced at it casually, then took out the car key and unlocked her car door remotely.
When passing by the man, Meng Fu saw his extremely handsome face. She glanced at him, opened the driver's door directly, and drove away.
The car had just driven ten meters when it slowly stopped and backed up.
Meng Fu got out of the car again. She looked down at the man's face and said, "If someone dies here, the house prices will fall, right..."
She took out the gold needle from her waist and gave the man five injections on the forehead.
She moved extremely quickly, and as five needles fell, the energy blade on the man became much weaker.
About two minutes later, the blood drained from his face.
Meng Fu pulled out the silver needle, got back into the car and drove away.
**
Soon, they arrived at Yang's house.
The Yang family's hall has been cleaned again, and the carpet, sofa and coffee table have all been replaced with new ones. The last carpet was stained with blood.
When Meng Fu arrived, Yang Liufang was still at home.
She was originally going to stay in the hospital to take care of Mrs. Yang, but was driven back by Yang Hua.
When Meng Fu arrived, Yang Liufang was sitting on the sofa, not knowing what she was thinking. When she saw Meng Fu, she came back to her senses: "Cousin, you are here."
"Where's my uncle?" Meng Fu walked over and took off her mask without sitting down.
"Upstairs," Yang Liufang stood up, head drooping, without her usual beautiful spirit, and took Meng Fu upstairs, "I heard you want to treat my dad's leg?"
Meng Fu and Yang Liufang walked upstairs, holding a golden needle in her hand, her dark eyes slightly narrowed: "Try it."
She said it casually, giving neither Yang Lai nor Yang Liufang hope.
Because even if there is a 90% chance of success, there is still a 10% chance of failure, and Meng Fu dare not guarantee it.
Yang Lai and Yang Liufang didn't take Meng Fu's words to heart.
When Meng Fu was giving Yang Lai acupuncture, Yang Lai was even handling official business. He leaned against the bed, while Yang Jiu and Yang Liufang stood aside, listening to Yang Lai talking about the company's affairs.
As soon as Dr. Qin heard that Meng Fu was going to treat Yang Lai, he came over.
Meng Fu took out the golden needle.
Yang Jiu glanced at Dr. Qin and felt relieved. After all, Dr. Qin was there, and if anything happened, Dr. Qin would be there to save the situation.
"This project..." Yang Lai opened the file and just said a word when he suddenly stopped. A piercing pain came from his leg, as if it was gnawing at him by an ant.
Yang Lai was also able to endure it. His expression froze for only a moment before he reacted.
But cold sweat broke out on his back.
This feeling is somewhat similar to the last time Dr. Qiao performed rehabilitation on me, but also somewhat different.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to be able to feel a force reaching his thigh along with the golden needle.
Soon, the pain took over his brain. Yang Lai completely put down the documents and gritted his teeth to endure the pain.
Meng Fu has already inserted the seventh golden needle.
Yang Jiu and Yang Liufang also sensed something was wrong, and they both looked up at Meng Fu.
Meng Fu picked up another golden needle in her hand. Her eyelashes drooped, making it impossible to see her eyes. Her face was no longer as casual as usual, and it was so white that it was almost transparent. She held the golden needle with her slender fingertips and quickly stabbed it again.
All 32 golden needles were inserted into Yang Lai's legs.
"Mr. Yang, what happened?" Dr. Qin asked Yang Lai hurriedly.
After the initial pain, Yang Lai's legs are now numb from the pain, not as sore as before. Yang Lai is also very surprised: "Afu, are you really good at acupuncture? I feel my legs are a little relieved."
Meng Fu sat on a chair at the side, raised her head, and said with a normal expression, "That's good."
After thinking for a while, she looked at Yang Lai and said, "Don't tell anyone that I'm treating you."
"Okay." Yang Lai and others nodded.
Ten minutes later, Meng Fu pulled out the golden needle.
Yang Liufang sent Meng Fu downstairs.
Yang Lai didn't expect Meng Fu to be able to cure him, and he took a joking attitude from the beginning.
Until one morning three days later, he sat up, lifted the quilt, looked at his shriveled toes, and his toes, which had not moved for more than 30 years, trembled slightly.
Yang Lai was stunned.
**
laboratory.
Meng Fu calculated the algorithm on the computer, printed out the results, and went in to see Dean Li.
Dean Li was chatting with Secretary Guan.
Seeing Meng Fu coming in, Dean Li narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Shuxian, you can study this with classmate Meng. Her algorithm is very powerful."
"No thanks." Guan Shuxian shook his head. He refused lightly, then nodded slightly to Meng Fu and left.
Meng Fu also nodded at him as a greeting.
The door was closed.
Dean Li stood up and poured Meng Fu a cup of tea. He explained to Meng Fu, "He is a lone ranger and has always been alone. Because he had conflicts with his teammates before, he stopped cooperating with others and looking for teammates. He only did the tasks I gave him. This time he was able to join the team because I was short of people."
Dean Li explained this to Meng Fu because he didn't want Meng Fu to misunderstand.
He originally thought that since Meng Fu was so pretty and capable, Guan Shuxian would at least not be averse to her, but who knew that this guy was such a straight man.
"Understood." Meng Fu handed the document to Dean Li without minding.
On the first day, Xin Shun told her that Guan Shuxian seldom came to the laboratory.
As for any conflicts between Guan Shuxian and his previous teammates, Meng Fu didn't care.
Dean Li wanted to explain to Meng Fu, but when he saw that Meng Fu didn't care at all, he couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, then he remembered the business again: "Are you going to leave after completing this stage?"
"Yeah, filming a variety show." Meng Fu replied.
"Do you have to go?" Dean Li was silent for a moment.
Meng Fu looked up, surprised by Dean Li's question, "They gave me the money."
money?
Dean Li remembered what he had talked about with Meng Fu's agent. He paused, walked to the table, opened his drawer, took out a bank card and handed it to Meng Fu.
Meng Fu paused, "What are you doing?"
"Here are all my research expenses. There is not much left, only 110,000." Dean Li actually has a high salary, but he also spends a lot. Most of it is used to design the bonuses given to students by the college, and the research funds. His food and accommodation are very simple, and almost all the money is used for research. "In the next stage, I would also like to invite you to participate. To tell you the truth, this time the space flight is to synthesize alloys in outer space to make the machine that the Chinese medicine hospital needs to fight cancer."
If Meng Fu didn't participate, then Dean Li might not be so persistent.
It can be seen that after seeing Meng Fu's abilities, Dean Li did not want Meng Fu to leave the laboratory.
There are too many resources in outer space. There are already examples of "space factories" abroad making alloys. Materials that are difficult to form on Earth can be easily achieved in outer space with microgravity, vacuum and no convection.
A new industrial revolution that is very important to mankind.
Dean Li has been working on this project for the past three years.
Meng Fu looked at the bank card that Dean Li handed over. She didn't take it the first time. She just looked at the card for a long while before looking at Dean Li. "Dean Li, are you really..."
Meng Fu couldn't find an adjective.
She just looked at Dean Li. It was hard to imagine that Dean Li, who owned a research institute and had been working in the scientific research community for nearly forty years, had only 110,000 yuan in his card.
"My computer can also be used outside," Meng Fu paused and spoke slowly, "If you trust me, you can come directly to me for follow-up. There are also my cousins. They are very capable in all aspects. Ah Xun has a superb ability in key control and reasoning. I dare say that no one in your laboratory can surpass her..."
Meng Fu spoke slowly.
She did not agree to let Dean Li stay, but she did not refuse Dean Li's request for help, which made Dean Li feel a little comforted.
Outside the door, the assistant knocked, "President Li, the president is here, on the ninth floor."
Hearing this, Dean Li nodded. He glanced at Meng Fu one last time and said, "I'll go upstairs to find President Xiao first."
Meng Fu went out with Dean Li: "Dean Li, I know you want to do good research, but your health is equally important."
Dean Li nodded casually and left.
Meng Fu walked slowly towards her table, thinking of the three words "President Xiao" in her mind.
There are only so many presidents in Beijing, and Meng Fu can only think of the "Instrument Association" to come to such a big project. Meng Fu has no interest in the Instrument Association and has never paid attention to it.
Meng Fu returned to her seat.
Next door, Jing Hui tilted her head and smiled at Meng Fu, "You have a really good relationship with Dean Li. Apart from Brother Guan, this is the first time I've seen Dean Li be so nice to someone."
It's almost like imparting experience step by step.
Meng Fu was thinking about "President Xiao", but she also heard Jing Hui's voice. She said "um", "It's okay."
"Have you heard that our laboratory is going to replace exchange students?" Jing Hui retracted her gaze and went back to work on the data.
"It seems so." Meng Fu opened the document, pressed his fingers on the keyboard, and re-entered the formula.
The performance of the computers in the laboratory is not as good as the ones she usually uses. After she types a formula, it takes one or two seconds for the result to appear.
Jinghui stopped her hand on the keyboard and blinked, "You are not interested?"
Lian Xinshun was very excited when he mentioned this matter, only Guan Shuxian was a little calm. However, since he was once an exchange student at Zhou University, it was not difficult for Jinghui to understand.
But Meng Fu seemed to be too calm, even calmer than Guan Shuxian.
"Not interested, and it won't be me." Meng Fu finally raised her head, her brows clear.
Jing Hui tilted her head, "You're only a freshman, and you're already a formal researcher. You're so amazing. Even Senior Brother Guan can't match you. How could it not be you? I think it must be you. By the way, what's your score as a formal researcher?"
Meng Fu typed two more formulas and waited for the formula to come out. "I don't remember."
Formal researchers need to pass a rating. Meng Fu became a formal researcher through other channels. Of course, she was not formally rated and naturally had no score.
There are quite a few people in the lab.
Jinghui didn't deliberately lower her voice when she spoke. When she said that, the others couldn't help but look at each other and became wary.
Meng Fu, Yang Zhaolin and the other four paratroopers made a fuss here for a while. After all, they were directly following Dean Li, and I don't know how many people were jealous of them in private.
The other three people are fine, but the most terrifying one is Meng Fu, who is actually directly involved in the core project and is a formal researcher.
You know, Guan Shuxian only became a formal researcher last year.
Although Meng Fu's performance in the laboratory these days is remarkable, but... she is so young and has directly become a formal researcher without any experience. Isn't it too fast?
Not to mention that Meng Fu is a celebrity, and her appearance is a little too delicate and beautiful. When she sits in the laboratory, she doesn't look like she is doing an experiment, but more like she is at a press conference.
The most important thing is that Jinghui mentioned that there were no quotas for exchange with Zhou University.
Many people in the office looked at each other, wondering what they were thinking.
Meng Fu didn't pay much attention to these, and just said lightly: "Compared to me, Senior Sister, you are more suitable."
She just did her own calculation seriously. After finishing the calculation, she would go to Yang's house to help Yang Lai continue acupuncture and calculate the progress. Today was the first small treatment course, and Yang Lai's legs should have a milestone progress.
Jinghui also started doing her own thing. When she heard Meng Fu's words, she was stunned for a moment, then looked at Meng Fu with a complicated look.
**
Ninth floor.
When Dean Li arrived, there were three people sitting in the office.
Two of the older men were sitting on the sofa on one side, and there was only one person sitting on the sofa on the other side, giving off an atmosphere that no strangers were allowed.
Dean Li knocked on the door, "President Xiao, Mr. Su, Vice Dean Xu."
The man in a Tang suit raised his head, his eyes elegant, and greeted Dean Li with a smile.
This is the president of the Instrument Association, President Xiao.
Beside him, Vice Dean Xu stood up and said, "Dean Li."
Vice President Xu is the newly promoted vice president of the Institute by the Instrument Association. His qualifications are not as high as President Li's, but his ability is not much worse than President Li. After the previous president retired, Vice President Xu should have succeeded him.
But Dean Li just happened to come in and squeeze out Vice Dean Xu's position.
If it weren't for Dean Li, Vice Dean Xu would have been promoted to the position of Dean long ago.
He hated Dean Li so much, but the person involved didn't take it seriously at all.
On the sofa opposite, Su Cheng just held the teacup, drinking tea quietly, looking elegant and peaceful, and did not participate in the argument between them.
"President Li, what stage has your model reached?" President Xiao smiled gently, disrupting Vice President Xu's unilateral tit-for-tat against President Li.
"It's over." Dean Li glanced at Su Cheng and saw him holding the teacup and drinking tea slowly, so he handed the thing in his hand to President Xiao, "Take a look."
President Xiao took it and looked at it for three minutes before he smiled, very surprised: "It was completed ahead of schedule. It seems that Dean Li has indeed found the treasure."
Dean Li nodded, "If everything is alright, President Xiao, I'll go down and calculate the data."
President Xiao did not return the documents in his hand to Dean Li. He just nodded and said, "Go down."
After Dean Li left, the lonely man opposite President Xiao finally raised his head, closed the lid of the teacup with his bony fingers, and said in a cold voice, "I'm leaving too."
He said goodbye to President Xiao and others.
Then he went downstairs leisurely.
This is the experimental building for space propulsion. People here live here permanently to study propulsion. The underground floors are full of parts and computers.
Outside is the physical installation.
Su Cheng walked several hundred meters before reaching the open-air parking lot. As soon as he walked in, he saw someone standing next to his car. The other person was not wearing her usual big cotton-padded jacket today, but a white coat. She was sitting on the front of his car, outlining her thin waistline.
He opened the car door remotely and walked closer, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
Meng Fu raised her head when she heard the voice. She came out early today and there was still some sun above her head. She covered her eyes with her hands and said, "I just came out."
After saying that, Meng Fu remembered something and put her phone back into her pocket: "This is the third time I saw you come out of there."
Su Cheng hummed lazily, opened the passenger door and let her in, and said concisely: "I'm working."
The car drove away quickly.
In the laboratory on the seventh floor, the person standing by the window watched Meng Fu get into the car quietly.
**
Upstairs, after Su Cheng left.
President Xiao and Vice President Xu haven't left yet.
"President Li is good in everything," Chairman Xiao handed the documents to his subordinates and looked at Vice President Xu, helplessly, "There is just one thing, he never touches nuclear weapons. The Ren family has been deployed many times before and after, and the huge research institute is studying robots and aerospace, or intelligence. He... it's too pity."
His words clearly showed his appreciation for President Li's talent.
Vice President Xu followed behind President Xiao and smiled when he heard this. "You are right, but President Li has also done very well in aerospace."
President Xiao nodded. Since there was no one else in the lounge, he did not hide it: "Watch Su Cheng carefully and see what tricks he is playing."
This largest research institute in Beijing is owned by the Instrument Association.
Su Cheng's arrival at this time forced President Xiao to be on guard, so he parachuted Vice President Xu, who was in charge of other matters, over to take charge of this project together with President Li.
After Vice President Xu sent President Xiao out, the assistant came over and whispered something in his ear.
Vice Dean Xu, who had originally looked indifferent, became more energetic when he heard this. He seemed a little unconvinced: "What did you say?"
The man repeated it.
Vice Dean Xu raised his head, his eyes shining, "Okay, check it out."
He stood there. It was almost time to get off work, and Vice President Xu should have gone home, but now he was in no hurry to go back. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and went downstairs.
This entire building is a research site for thrusters.
Vice President Xu found the office that President Li was currently in charge of.
There were still a few people left in the office at this time, and they were all surprised to see Vice President Xu.
Meng Xun and the other two knew Dean Li, but they didn't know Vice Dean Xu. Xin Shun whispered to Yang Zhaolin and the others, "This is the vice president of the research institute. He is always out following up on projects. You guys..."
As Xin Shun was speaking, Jing Hui and the others in the laboratory came forward enthusiastically, "Vice Dean Xu, why are you here? Are you here to do research with us?"
Obviously he knows Vice President Xu.
Jinghui's voice was quite excited.
Vice Dean Xu smiled and greeted them gently: "The president sent me here to study with you. In the next few months, we will work together again."
“…”
Vice President Xu found an interface and saw President Li looking at the numbers and models on the big screen.
Vice Dean Xu sat across from him at the table, looking at it with Dean Li. "The data was done so quickly. As expected, with Dean Li's beloved disciple, it's different."
He was talking about Guan Shuxian.
Guan Shuxian was awarded a full researcher last year with a score of 98.
Many people speculated that he would take over Dean Li's position in the future.
Dean Li looked at the data and said "hmm". The data was produced so quickly this time. Guan Shuxian played a big role, but Meng Fu also played an important role in it.
He said "hmm", but Vice Dean Xu was not satisfied with his answer. He just glanced at the table, picked up a document on it and glanced at it, "Dean Li, I heard that our laboratory has an exchange quota with Beijing University this time? Do you have a candidate?"
Hearing this, Dean Li said "hmm".
"Who is it?" Vice Dean Xu's mind moved, and the information had turned to the page about Meng Fu.
There is nothing to hide about this matter. After all, I can't hide it from others when I go abroad. "Jinghui."
"Jing Hui?" Vice Dean Xu muttered the two names. He had Dean Li personally select this exchange student. He memorized the name and slowly turned the page of the information. "Dean Li, I don't think Jing Hui is suitable. What do you think of this person? I feel she has greater potential."
Dean Li, who had hardly turned his head, finally turned around and saw the information that Vice Dean Xu had found.
It was Meng Fu’s profile page.
"Her? No." Dean Li withdrew his gaze.
Seeing Dean Li like this, Vice Dean Xu straightened his face and said, "Why not? Meng Fu is only 20 years old and has achieved so much. In terms of achievements alone, I think Jing Hui is not as suitable as Meng Fu."
Dean Li's mind moved, and he looked up, "You think so too, right?"
In fact, he knew in his heart that in terms of potential, no one at the scene was greater than Meng Fu.
This spot should be given to Meng Fu. If she doesn't want it, she can give it to someone else.
after all--
At the beginning, Zhou University just gave Meng Fu face.
Seeing Dean Li like this, he was really moved. Vice Dean Xu lowered his eyes slightly to hide the light in his eyes.
**
Here, Meng Fu and Su Cheng went directly to the hospital.
Su Cheng bought flowers and fruits on the way.
In the hospital, Mrs. Yang has been transferred to the general ward.
When she arrived, Yang Lai, Yang Hua and Yang Liufang were all gathered around Mrs. Yang's bed.
Yang Lai, who usually stands meticulously, is now sitting in a wheelchair with his legs on the pedals, without shoes or socks on his feet.
As soon as Su Cheng opened the door, he saw Yang Hua and others surrounding Yang Lai, looking at his feet curiously.
There is something interesting about this scene.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, several people in the room looked up and saw the man standing at the door. His eyebrows were like sharp blades, splitting a line of vision. His frosty eyes paused slightly when he saw this scene.
He remained calm, put the flowers in the empty vase in the room, and greeted everyone in the room one by one, behaving like a gentleman.
Behind Su Cheng, Meng Fu leaned over and looked directly at Yang Lai's feet.
During this period of time when there was no filming, Meng Fu's hair returned to its natural curls, spreading behind her head like seaweed, and slid down slightly to her chest as she moved. Her long and thick eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow under her eyelids. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Uncle, can you move your feet?"
Yang Lai's face remained serious. Being used to big scenes, he didn't feel embarrassed at all.
He glanced at Yang Liufang, who squatted down and helped him put on his shoes.
But when he heard Meng Fu's question, his voice was a little erratic: "My big toe can move now."
"That's good." Meng Fu was not surprised.
Yang Lai is usually quite easy-going, but today he was extremely excited that his toes could move. He had been wanting to call Meng Fu to ask about his leg since morning.
But because I knew Meng Fu was in the laboratory, I didn't fight him.
After a lot of effort, he saw Meng Fu, a killing god sitting next to her. Yang Lai didn't dare to ask much and only asked Meng Fu a few questions about her daily life.
After visiting Madam Yang, Meng Fu left with Su Cheng.
He walked in front, pressed the elevator button, and waited for the elevator to come up.
Meng Fu followed behind him wearing a hat, with her head lowered so that no one could see her face.
Meng Fu held her cell phone in one hand and had the other hand in her pocket, playing with a golden needle. Now that her things were back, she thought of Ma Cen whom she had seen before.
At that time, Meng Fu knew at a glance that Ma Cen's lips were abnormally purple, and she had a heart disease.
Heart disease cannot be completely cured, but Meng Fu can now alleviate it and try her best to prevent Ma Cen from getting sick.
I just can't find any suitable opportunity.
I don’t know how Ma Cen’s condition is now.
The elevator arrived and two people got in. There were not many people on this floor.
When we stopped further down, there were more and more people.
It was just after get off work, so there were more family members coming to see the patients. Meng Fu was thinking about Ma Cen, so she didn't follow closely and was almost squeezed out by someone.
A hand instantly grabbed my waist, and the smell of disinfectant and tobacco was instantly blocked, leaving only a faint cold fragrance.
Su Cheng brought her to his side, reached out and pulled down the brim of her hat, and brushed his fingertips across her face, which was slightly cold. She raised her eyebrows slightly: "What are you thinking about?"
Meng Fu bowed his head and said lazily, "Nothing."
She decided to use WeChat to attack Su Huang indirectly.
Su Huang is rather stupid.
If asked, he can even tell you his bank card password.
**
The next day.
Meng Fu went to the laboratory.
She and Guan Shuxian are special in the entire laboratory, and they are also the two people with the most freedom of movement besides Dean Li.
Xin Shun has been living and eating here. He even brought a bun to the laboratory to eat in the morning.
Seeing Meng Fu, he drank some soy milk and asked, "You came so early?"
"Good morning, Teacher Xin." Meng Fu was very polite.
Opposite Xin Shun, Jing Hui also looked up. She looked at Meng Fu and smiled, "Junior sister, have you eaten? I bought an extra fried dough stick."
"Thank you, Senior Sister. I've eaten it." Meng Fu waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary.
She sat directly in her seat.
Jinghui has always been a nice person and usually helps Yang Zhaolin and Meng Xun.
However, in the past two days, because of the quota issue, he has been somewhat hostile towards Meng Fu.
That's how academia is, there are only so many positions.
If you want to move up, there will always be competition.
Other people in the laboratory also came in one after another.
Xin Shun looked at the assignment on the paper while talking to Jing Hui, "Is Dean Li going to announce the number of lab vacancies today?"
As soon as these words were spoken, other people in the laboratory were also attracted.
Jing Hui nodded. She glanced at Meng Fu who was typing lazily, and then said, "It should be."
"Then it must be you, Junior Sister Jing," a man with a flat head smiled, "Junior Brother Guan has studied abroad for more than a year, and Dean Li will definitely not let him go again."
The only one left who has potential and good ability is Jing Hui.
Last time, Dean Li specifically asked Jinghui about her studies, and everyone in the office knew about it.
Nine o'clock in the morning.
Dean Li came down from upstairs after a meeting.
Most people in the laboratory couldn't help but look at Dean Li, but Dean Li didn't say a word.
Sitting at her seat, Jinghui withdrew her gaze and looked at the algorithm again, somewhat absent-mindedly.
Half past nine.
The door to Dean Li’s office opened.
Holding a report in hand.
Most people in the laboratory looked at Dean Li, and then looked at Jing Hui with envy in their eyes, including Xin Shun.
The opportunity to work in the laboratory of the Continental University is not something you can get easily.
Dean Li glanced around the office, and finally set his sights on Meng Fu, "Meng Fu, come in with me."
Meng Fu finished another algorithm. Hearing this, she looked up with a pair of peach blossom eyes full of surprise: "You're looking for me?"
"Well," Dean Li said casually, "I have applied for the quota at Zhou University. I will talk to you in detail. Please come in first."
The laboratory, which was originally noisy, suddenly became quiet.
Reported her?
Meng Fu was also stunned for a moment. Didn’t she have an agreement with Dean Li?
Dean Li also knew that she didn't go to the laboratory.
She was confused and followed Dean Li in.
After she entered, the laboratory was still in a state of freezing for a second or two.
Everyone subconsciously looked in Jing Hui's direction, even Yang Zhaolin couldn't help but frown, except for Meng Xun and Jin Zhiyuan, who were still typing leisurely, seemingly unaffected.
Jinghui's mouth twitched, but there was no smile on her baby face. She was usually lively but at this moment she couldn't say a word.
“Sizzle—”
She pulled out the chair and almost rushed outside with her head down.
I almost bumped into someone coming in.
She stopped, looked up, and saw Guan Shuxian. Jinghui pursed her lips, said nothing, and changed direction.
Guan Shuxian glanced at her and frowned.
**
In the office.
Meng Fu looked at Dean Li with a blank expression: "You want to waste a place?"
She will not go to Zhou University for the time being, and she has told Dean Li about this before.
Logically, it should be Jinghui who went.
"No, your teacher probably wants to give it to you," Dean Li pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Meng Fu, "I've asked, you can transfer it."
Meng Fu took the paper and took a look at it.
He picked up a pen and signed his name.
She doesn't need to sign the other application information.
"By the way," Meng Fu recalled Galton's words, "Dean Li, do you think the algorithm we used last time was more advanced?"
Dean Li thought about it and said, "This time we are building a space factory, so the algorithm is naturally different."
"Okay." Meng Fu raised his hand to show his understanding.
She went out and returned to her seat to continue her calculations.
As soon as I walked out of the door, many people in the laboratory looked at me.
Meng Fu was used to this kind of look and didn't care.
Outside, bathroom.
Jinghui washed her face with cold water.
Red eyes.
Then I came out of the bathroom and saw Vice President Xu in the corridor.
Vice Dean Xu looked at her, seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then asked gently: "Student Jinghui, are you okay?"
Jing Hui lowered her eyes and shook her head.
Vice Dean Xu was still very gentle: "Just treat me as your father, if you have any grievances, just tell me directly."
Jing Hui clenched her hands tightly, unable to help trembling. After Vice Dean Xu said that, she finally looked up and spoke word by word: "We fought very hard to get into the laboratory, and we also vowed to contribute to scientific research throughout our lives, but you never mentioned that the laboratory we fought very hard to get into could be parachuted in! You also never said that the rules here are even dirtier and more disgusting than those outside!"
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